Sydney: Two hundred pairs of eyes are focused on you right now, with two questions: “Who’s this girl, and why is the President dancing with her?”
Sheperd: First of all, the 200 pairs of eyes aren’t focused on me. They’re focused on you. And the answers are “Sydney Ellen Wade” and “Because she said ‘yes.'”

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Sheperd: Are you nervous?
Sydney: No.
Sheperd: Good. My nervousness exists on several levels. Number 1 — and this is in no particular order — I haven’t done this in a pretty long time. Number 2: Any expectations you might have, due to the fact that I’m, you know…
Sydney: The most powerful man in the world?
Sheperd: Exactly, thank you. Just so you remember that’s a political distinction that comes with the office. I mean, if Eisenhower were here instead of me he’d be dead by now.

Lewis: People want leadership. And in the absence of genuine leadership, they will listen to anyone who steps up to the microphone. They want leadership, Mr. President. They’re so thirsty for it, they’ll crawl through the desert toward a mirage, and when they discover there’s no water, they’ll drink the sand.
Sheperd: Lewis, we’ve had Presidents who were beloved, who couldn’t find a coherent sentence with two hands and a flashlight. People don’t drink the sand because they’re thirsty, Lewis. They drink it because they don’t know the difference.

Sheperd: We had a nice couple of minutes together. She threatened me and I patronized her and we didn’t have anything to eat, but I thought there was a connection. She didn’t say anything about me?
A.J.: Well, no, but I could pass her a note before study hall.
Sheperd: Tell me this: Hypothetically, what would happen–
A.J.: I feel a nightmare coming on.

Robin: I think the important thing is not to make it look like we’re panicking.
Sheperd: See, and I think the important thing is actually not to be panicking.

Sydney: Mr. President, you got bigger problems than losing me. You just lost my vote.